[center][h2][i]Miyuki no Suzuyami[/i][/h2][/center]

[b]Location:[/b] Umra Rose Condos, Bldg #1, Cafeteria
[b]Time of Day:[/b] Late Afternoon
[b]Relevant Cast:[/b] [@CitrusArms] Yumeiko, [@Lemons] Velvet, [@Expendable] Qaymu, Potentially Other Cafeteria Patrons
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[color=violet]"[abbr=No-Thing. At. All~]Be. Tsu. Ni~[/abbr]"[/color]

The older fox wagged her tails lazily and had a pleasant-enough smile on her face, as she was leaning slightly forward over her and Yumi's table, resting her head in the palms of her own hands while supporting her head thusly. Although her expression wasn't menacing or giving anything in particular away, the mischief in her eyes were unmistakable. The black-haired woman watched with silent bemusement as the target of her [s]justified[/s] vengeance began to stir. Miyuki didn't even acknowledge the chef's offer to bring them some curry, nor acknowledged his dpearture. She had looked to be in far better shape now than when they had encountered her during the morning, but for how long could she endure the presence of Yumeiko's divine aura? How long could she spend seated, trying to ignore the sensation? For how much longer could sh--

... [i]What? She broke already? Weak. How boring.[/i]

The tiny fiend turned her head and looked their way, then stood up. She didn't move far though, barely even away from her own seat. Then it began. The tirade of tired platitudes and insincere apologies. Granted, she was speaking in her native language, and perhaps she had somehow thought that this would earn her bonus points, or somehow appease the victim of her crimes. It did not. If anything, it only served to infuriate the vixen. But, she listened. Her mouth drawn into a line of non-expression, her eyes blank and void, like liquid helium, her body still and motionless, as if she'd stopped breathing and been frozen in time altogether. She listened. She heard. She noticed. ... And then the [s]bitch[/s] just plopped her ass back down on her seat, not even waiting for a reply.

[i]What the hell was that supposed to be...? She didn't even perform a proper [abbr=(Japense form of prostration, where one gets on their knees and bows their entire body forward, to show deep respect or submission)]dogeza[/abbr], or wait for me to fopgive her? Is she mocking me?![/i]

Miyuki remained silent and unexpressive, with the exception that the tips of her tails flicked in a displeased, irate fashion. She wanted to get up. She wanted to rise out of her chair, walk over to the table of that little [s]shit[/s] woman and yank her by the collar, hoist her up and lay in to her. But! ... She couldn't do that. And there were a good number of reasons for why.

The first, obviously, was that this unfamiliar place was unknown to her. While the savage beast-woman from before may not have been an ally of this little bloodsucker, there was no telling who was. For all she knew, that gentleman she was playing the boardgame with could be a backer or lover. ANd while she was confident in her own abilites, Miyuki was not so arrogant or foolish as to try and start something when she didn't know the strength or number of her opponent.

Secondly, there was Yumeiko. Her precious little Yumi. Not only would starting a scene upset the golden one, and promptly earn herself a scolding later, but there was also the matter of her safety. While Yumeiko was no doubt stronger than Miyuki if given the time needed to prepare - that was just it. She needed tiem. In a surprise attack or impulsive brawl, the younger fox was ill-equipped. Sure, she could stand her ground, but not as well as her elder. And if Miyuki started something now, there was no guarantee that Yumeiko wouldn't become a target for later, later when she was alone or seperated from her guardian. She couldn't afford it. She couldn't put her life's light to be put into potential harm's way. There'd be other opportunities. Isolated opportunities.

Thirdly... She was hungry. And doing streneous stuff on an empty stomach was not the Miyuki-way.

So, for now... The little maggot could be left alone, to sit there and rot in the wake of lover's heavenly retribution.  A fitting fate for a filthy fly who thought to feed on the fantastic fox. At least this thought was some solace to the entire matter. Far more so than that empty and vapid display of regret and meaningless words. Not only had her choice of words been obvious and cliché to the point of almost triggering an involuntairy gag-reflex, but she had the [b][i]nerve[/i][/b] to belittle beasts? Well, she [i]was[/i] a human. A cursed one. But still a human, so it wasn'st that strange. They sure did like to talk down to the [b][i]true[/i][/b] monsters whenever they could, didn't they? Always thinking they were [b][i]so[/i][/b] superior.

[i]What a joke...[/i]

Straightening up in her chair, brushing a few strands of her own hair out of her face, and turning her eyes - previously filled with pure, unadulterated disdain - to face Yumeiko, causing them to soften a bit.

[color=violet]"Well now... That was a strange coincidence, hm~? I guess she felt the need to say soemthing about this mroning."[/color] Apparently, Miyuki was going for the: Oh, I surely didn't know or notice that she was even here before!-route of explaining this little debacle to her beloved... Her face was still fairly stiff and unamused though, and her tone of voice was dry, nearly to the point of monotone.

At some point, some loud, unpleasant machines sparked to life, and the voice of the glasses-wearing front desk woman began to speak, all through the cafeteria. Unfortunately, Miyuki was a bit too pre-occupied with coming up with terrible, atrocious and unreasonably cruel ways to make the little neck-biting mongrel suffer an eternity of regret, to really pay attention to what was being said or why... Scary lady is scary. And very single-minded!
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[hider=TL;DR:]
[list][*]Miyuki enjoyed watching Velvet squirm from Yumeiko's presence, but was disappointed at hoq quick the vampire gave up enduring the divine fox presence.
[*]Miyuki listened to Velevet's apology, but was neither moved or aprpeciative. In fact, it seems to have only served to further agitate her.
[*]Miyuki contemplated taking some sort of action against the vampire for her "transgressions", but decided agianst it, after some inner rationalizing.
[*]She then proceeded to try and convince YUmeiko that she had [b]no idea[/b] that Velvet was even present in the cafeteria...[/list][/hider]